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Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Evolving as a Writer

The Difficulties of Multitasking Each project has breath, A heartbeat, Goals and dreams. A wish for the stars, To be one with them as they gleam. The challenge. Each one has needs. And each one has greed If more than one is on my table, Every time I approach it's war, Who is top priority? Which... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, October 13, 2015

A Wet Entry

Water I've always been a bit of an otter, Enjoying very much the water. When feeling hot, Feeling dry, Barren as the Sahara, Oh its enough to make me cry! Until into the water I dive. Splash! I am bathed in cool! Quickly enveloped in the pool! The surface is a ceiling, The world around me is blue,... Sign in to see full entry.

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Monday, October 12, 2015

Enjoy this hillarious poem and other entries below.

A Kind of Paranoia Here is an obsession I can't stand, "Don't eat meat! It means you're cruel Because you don't care about poor animals, And meat is filled with Chemicals and antibiotics." "Don't eat vegetables! The government is lying about cancer causing GMOs, Because they don't want a cure to... Sign in to see full entry.

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End of this one. Kinda sad

The Collective Contemplations of an Elevator Part 4 Ground floor…. I feel myself empty as the passenger's leave. Soon another load piles in with even more stories to tell. Bits and pieces get me curious. The years are long. Two directions: up and down. In a way, the stories keep from going mad. Yet... Sign in to see full entry.

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Sunday, October 11, 2015

Mom's Sweets Once a year, As glorious holiday cheer, A new aroma fills the air. Scrumptious sweets made with care, Ginger, Coconut, Chocolate chip, And the tangy citrus zest, Glorious, sugary, gooey, goodies. Endless treats! Oh how I love mom's sweets! Sign in to see full entry.

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Saturday, October 10, 2015

Thoughts are turbulent like the seas. Sometimes stormy, Sometimes at ease. Buffering, beating, screaming Until I'm out of breath and my ears are ringing. Sometimes I just think too hard. Sign in to see full entry.

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Sorry for the delay!

The Collective Contemplations of an Elevator Part 3 Fourth floor going down…. “I can't believe what this world is coming to! Did you see what happened at the entrance?” “Yes dear, quite a few people saw it. Maybe it was just an accident.” “No way! He did on purpose and someone could've been... Sign in to see full entry.

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Thursday, October 8, 2015

Glad you're all enjoying this so far

The Collective Contemplations of an Elevator Part 2 “ It's over now. At least he's at peace.” “I know. It's good it's over. Please, just hold me...” “Yeah. I can do that.” “Your father will be out front soon. Then we're headed home. That should make you feel good.” “Oh yeah. I can't wait.” Eighth... Sign in to see full entry.

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Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Taking this little idea for a spin, tell me what you think

The Collective Contemplations of an Elevator Part 1 There are no days, there are no nights. No going forward, or back again. Not like the passengers do. There is only a continuing, two tone rhythm: up and down. First floor, going up…. “ Sir, could you please move over.” “Nowhere to move lady.”... Sign in to see full entry.

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Tuesday, October 6, 2015

Monday's Lament I am at the start of the week, For that I am a hated freak. How often is it said, I hate Mondays? I didn't ask for this job you know, To be the day that says go, go, go. I didn't ask for your loathing, So cold, Is it really so hard in EVERY day, Beauty to behold? Sign in to see full entry.

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